(After so many sadness this much happiness is needed)

The table was all set with the snacks and other desi items for aftari and we all were seated on our places peacefully waiting for azan so we break our fast.

Mom and all other people were busy making Dua except me and shehry, as being a good husband shehry was holding zaviaan and me Anaya.

Zaviaan as being a cute boy was sitting quietly on shehry's lap and Anaya my naughty daughter was playing with the spoons and plate by my side when I notice Maha filling her plate with the Pakoray and Samosay (Desi snacks)

"So I was actually right, you are fooling us with your fasting thing"

"Shut up sain, I am fasting" she replied annoyed

"oh really, then why you are filling your plate with pakoray maha moti"

"coz it will end up soon so saving something for myself" she replied smartly

"Maha moti say the truth. You are not fasting" I tried to tease her

"sain you..."

"Maha, hussain... chup raho aur dua mangon kia bachoon ki tarah lar rahy ho"

(Maha, hussain, keep quiet and pray why are you fighting like kids)

Before I could tease more mama interrupted scolding both of us and the table got all mute again. Even I started my prayer, And then don't know what got in me I again started the teasing session of Maha indirectly,

So closing my eyes and raising my hands up I started my prayer from which I know Maha will get angry.

" oh God Maha Moti k liye ab koi shahrukh khan types to milega nahi to jaldi se koi isi ki tarah mota dhundwado, and meri biwi Amaya uska size zero he rakhna please and Maha ka wazan or barha do Or mota kardo..."

(oh God maha fatso won"t be able to get shahrukhan types now so get her a fatso like her, and my wife amaya keep her the same size zero, and keep this fatso maha even fat)

"sain you..." before she could say anything the silence took the place with the voice of azan and we all break our fast and then Maha started the teasing session again.

"Now my turn" she said raising the eyebrows to me and then adjusting her dupatta and raising hands for pray she started.

"oh Allah sain ko mota kardo itna mota k agar kisi k ghar mai 84 inch ka led bhi q na to sain us mai bhi fit na dikhay, and Amaya bhabhi wala figure..Please give that to me"

(oh God make sain so fat that if a person have 84 inch led at their hime her won't even fix in that, and amaya's figure..Please give that to me)

"huh khud to dieting kar nahi sakti agai meri biwi ki figure mangnay"

(can't even diet, and trying to steal my wife's figure)

"sain you...hahahaha" before Maha could speak she and all the other family members started laughing on what just happened.

My cute little baby who was playing with the spoons few minutes back, now started playing with the empty chat bowl after throwing all the chaat *Desi Dish* on me.

She was not even happy yet so she smudges chaat all over my face from her tiny hands and started laughing like others.

"chaat kis ne bunai thye?"

(Who made this chaat?)

I asked out of no where

"mainay banai"

(I made it)

mum replied while laughing

"bohot achi banni ha"

(It's really tasty)

I said and all of them started laughing hard

Amaya came near me and wiped the chat from my eyes and I holding my jaan up started talking to her

"aye ki kar ditta tussi kuriye? Apne itne hot papa nu itna ganda kar dita "

(What you did girl? You made your such a hot dad in to such a messy one)

"That's what you will get messing up with Anaya's phupo (hussain's sister relation for anaya) Right Aanu baby" Maha said all in one breath and then Anaya smiled when she called her with her nick name

"Anaya remember one thing. Phupos are bad, and yours is worst" I talked to my baby and she see me seriously as if listening to me carefully

And then before maha could run to hit me I ran towards my room with Amaya and Anaya to clean our self. Amaya took Anaya and I cleaned myself up, washing my face I walked out when Amaya handled me the towel and I cleaned my face a bit harshly in reaction I got hurt by my own stubble.

"soch raha hoon shave kar loon"

(I am thinking to shave)

I speak as in asking for the permission from my darling wife

"No, never..." she spoke as fastly as she could

"kiyoun?"

(Why)

"kiyoun k is dari mai bohot khoobsurat lagty hain aap, film wale har 3 maheenay baad pata nahi kon kon se looks daity hai apko . Aisy na ap orignal lagty hain, ek bachi k baap lagtay hain"

(Because like this you look handsome, those filmmakers five you different looks after every 3 months, you look like yourself like this, like a father of a daughter)

She spoke and I listen her quietly and then she stopped. Going near to her I bring her up to my level gripping her from her hands, holding around her waist, she looked confused...

"or kiya lagta hoon?"

(And what else?)

I asked and she replied a HUH. I know I have an effect on her, because she love me that's why whenever I'm near she forget every thing.

"or kia lagta hun main daari mai?"

(and what else do I look in beard)

I asked again smiling

"aur Hussain Asif lagty hain, mere Shohar"

(And you look hussain asif, my Husband)

she replied smiling

Seeing her happy eyes, a little tinted pink cheek, my gaze automatically shifted to her perfect smiling lips. As I stare at them for quite a long time my heart started racing while my face brings our lips close to each other removing any distance just when I was about to touch her lips she pushed me back softly gesturing me over the baby sitting on bed.

Anaya.

Oh I forgot she was here

I quickly moved back but anaya having the same winded eyes expression she have before.

"daikho to itni si umer mai kitni hoshyar hai. Ankhain phar phar k daikh rahi hai ye ho kia raha tha"

(look she is so smart even in this age, she was been staring us with widen eyes trying to figure out what is happeining)

I spoke to Amaya and she laugh before leaving the room with me

Walking back on the table happily I sit on my seat and got a mini heart attack seeing nothing on the table.

"kahan gaya sab kuch?"

(Where is everything?)

I asked seeing nothing

"I told you it will end up soon, see."

Maha replied making me realize what she said about moment ago

"han sahe kaha moti 10 minute mai puri aftari khaa gai moti but don't worry Mumbai wapis jaunga to Amaya k hanth k pakoray samosay pait bhar khaounga"

(yes said right fatso just in 10 minutes and you finished the whole servings, but don't worry when I will return to mumbai I will make sure to full my stomach with amaya's cooking)

I said in a teasing way

"parmama k hanth k to nahi milengay naaaaw"

(but you can't have mama's cooking then)

maha replied making me realize what I'm losing not being here.

"acha ami Allah Hafiz, khayal rakhyega apna"

(Okay Mom good bye, tahe care of yourself)

"bhabhi, ap saray ghar walon ka khoob khayal rakhna, meri ya hussain ki

yaad na aye kisi ko"

(sister in law, you also take care of everyone here, make sure they won't miss me and hussain)

"Maha baby I will miss you...."

Here I am leaving for Mumbai again giving hugs to my entire family member for the last time until I came back or they visit. I have all my family here and I live so far there, such a small get together it was.

Family k sath kab time guzar jata hai pata he nahi chalta,umeed hai jaldi mulaqat hogi.

(Time passes by so fast with family, I hope to visit them soon)

I was all busy hugging and hushing my family members from crying when I notice zaviaan hiding his face behind shifa bhabhi.

"zavi...dont you wanna meet me before I fly away?" I asked him

"no... " he said with the shaky voice and at next he hugged me surprisingly

"Chachi *Amyra relation for Shehry's son*don't go please. Who will play with me then? Who'll guard me from mama? Pleash chachi don't go"

He spoke making me cry but I controlled myself to make this cutie stop crying

"hey champ don't cry I promise we will talk 3. 3 times a day... and if anything goes wrong or mama try to scold you go to grand mom she will be scolding mama okh"

"okh" he said, cleaning the tears from my hands I then told him to smile and he actually did and soon we left the place with the warm wishes of my family.

The 10 hour flight was all good because of the comfortable cabin and my angel's sleeping... I came all way from Houston all comfortably with my husband and my Anaya but this Mumbai traffic suck all my happy chirping face and soon I became tired only in 1 hour of taxi ride...

Finally we came to our home. Entering from the door I smelled the fresh smell of flowers of my lawn walking and soon we came near to our home, but one thing make me confuse hussain didn't open the door by key, he actually rang the bell. It means there is someone taking care of my home in my absence...but who?

Soon the doors got open and a figure standing right in front of me cleared all my confusion

AMYRA....